My Second Engagement: Loved by the Duke’s Son and Thanked for My Healing Magic ~ My Selfish Sister Took My Fiancé, but Gave Him Back Because She Didn’t Want Him Anymore~ - Episode 32

Recently, my father and mother have been in a terrible mood.

Even though we became rich, I just can’t understand why they are so stressed.

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“Almia, there is something I want to ask you.”

“Yes? What is it?”

“The other day, you went out for a marriage meeting with the baron, right? Did you visit the shop called Rich & Making?”

Rich & Making? What is that?

I did visit a jewelry store and a clothing shop, but I don’t know any store by that name.

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“I didn’t go there.”

“I see. Then, that means you had it bought for you…”

Huh? “That” must mean the jewels and accessories.

“Bought for me?” Oh, well, my father paid for them, so I nodded.

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“Sorry for doubting you. Lately, there have been too many problems, and I just…”

“What exactly happened?”

“There are too many things to list… First of all, we have no money.”

Now that he mentions it, all of my mother’s clothes have become plain and ugly.

Did she change her tastes?

That’s strange. We should have received a huge dowry.

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“Dowry—”

“Next, we were deceived. You know the servants we hired? They were actually spies sent for investigation.”

My father seemed too caught up in his own story to hear my comment.

Well, it wasn’t worth asking.

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“I’m actually glad they’re gone. They were always nagging me to study, study, study.”

“They were getting in the way of my real mission. Luckily, I managed to kick them out before they could find out too much…”

“Your real mission?”

“I can’t tell you about it, Almia. But I am doing something that will make your future life more prosperous.”

“I see. Then, I suppose it’s a good thing those servants are gone.”

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But isn’t that a good thing?

I still don’t understand why Father is so troubled.

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“This is difficult to say, but the last thing worrying me… is you, Almia.”

“Huh?”

“I have been arranging marriage meetings for you, but every single house rejects the proposal.”

“What…?”

“Your level is simply too high for them.”

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Ah, yes, that makes sense.

After all, I am quite beautiful, and whenever I walk through town, men often call out to me.

Of course, I reject all of them.

Maybe the noble families feel sorry because I’m just too cute?

How considerate of them.

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“Unfortunately, your magic power is low. But everything else about you is far too excellent. You must often think that other people are foolish, don’t you?”

“Now that you mention it…”

“It will be difficult to find someone who is a good match for you.”

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This is a problem.

I just want to marry into a rich family and live a carefree life forever.

A person like me deserves at least that much.

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“What should I do…?”

“Almia, you may have an illness.”

“W-What!? An illness!?”

“Yes. A sickness of the heart. It happens to people who are too perfect. The world around them looks inferior, and they end up feeling lonely.”

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Now that he says it, it does make some sense.

Even though people around me are below my level, I still struggled at times.

I even forced myself to drink espresso over and over again.

That awful man, Belard, taught me that if I couldn’t drink espresso, I would never get engaged.

Maybe if it were high-class espresso, I would like it, but I haven’t found one that suits my taste yet.

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“Sigh… It’s really hard to deal with commoners and low-rank nobles.”

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Does he expect me to become an idiot just to match their level?

No, if only the people around me could improve themselves, then I wouldn’t have to suffer like this.

Why must I be the only one to go through such hardships?

My father suddenly clapped his hands.

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“You’ve heard of the new healing facility, haven’t you?”

“Yes, I have. There’s some healer from another country, someone named Relele, staying here for a long time. They say he’s curing the sick and injured in the Kingdom of Gress Grace and being praised for it. But apparently, he doesn’t benefit from his own magic and just keeps healing others. He’s a strange person.”

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If he’s so amazing, he should demand more rewards.

Does he have no greed, or is he already so rich that he doesn’t care?

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“Why don’t you have him cure your heart? If your heart is healed, you might be able to connect with lower-class people, and then your marriage meetings might succeed.”

“That may be true, but…”

“Is there a problem?”

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As someone as perfect as me, the idea of relying on someone else is stressful.

Of course, I do depend on my family—my father and my older sister, Reina.

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“But if people find out that I was treated at such a place…”

“That won’t be a problem. You don’t need to use your real name when making a reservation.”

“I see. Then, I suppose I’ll give it a try.”

“That’s the spirit! I’ll handle the reservation and payment.”

“Thank you, Father! You’re amazing!”

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On the day of my appointment at the healing facility, I overslept.

But it was only by two hours.

I didn’t rush and went to the facility, checking in at the reception desk.

I should apologize to the healer in the back room.

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“I was just a little late. Sorry! But it’s my parents’ fault for not waking me up!”

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Huh?

Why are Healer Relele and another man standing there in shock?

What’s wrong with them?

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Hurry up and cast the healing spell already.